The younger generation of Shilaohui disciples numbering forty or fifty inside the door rushed out and surrounded Ning Yao and the others.

At such a young age, these half-grown men burst out in excitement as soon as they heard about the fight.

Diao Chang turned pale with fright, and his goatee kept trembling.

Ning Yao looked around with a vigilant expression, one hand on his waist.

"What?" Zhuge Jueluo walked out with mutton chops and onions in hand.

Wang Han laughed and said, "Here came two passers-by who were half-open and half-closing, with squirts in their waists, trying to buy and sell by force."

As soon as Diao Chang heard this slander, he knew that he was absolutely determined to run around.

He put on a smile and said, "We are not buying or selling by force! We are negotiating!"

"What are we discussing?" Zhuge Jueluo took a big bite of meat.

"We want to build a Taoist temple on that land..."
Chapter completed!